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<p>I was born with an extremely prestigious but combat-weak logistics class. As the son of the clan head and the next heir, that just wasn't enough of an excuse to spare me from my father's grueling training.</p> <p>For in his creed the only strength that mattered was that grasped in one's own two hands.</p> <p>In my journey through the lands with my harem, I was grateful for his training as it saved my life multiple times when my girls weren't there to engage in combat.</p> <p>This is my story.</p> <p>I am posting here from:</p> <p>www.machineslicedbread.xyz/stc</p> <p>You can check it out there for verification purposes and for character art.</p>
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